Moonlight Through the dry forest shrouded in mist, three cloaked figures stood still like sculptures.
The hem of the leader's clothes was stained with dew, trembling gently in the night wind, and the silver-thread embroidered collar glowed with a faint light.
The two dismounted, Geralt threw off the reins and strode forward, while Dick followed closely behind with some caution.
Geralt suddenly stopped and stared at the looming burn scar on Jesse's neck. "You old bat..."
After a deep hug, Geralt patted Jesse on the shoulder:
"I didn't expect to meet you here. We haven't seen each other for 20 years."
"To be precise," Jesse gently pulled the blue shirt that was wrinkled by Geralt's strong embrace.
"Exactly 20 years and 36 days." Jesse's pale fingertips touched the silver bottle at his waist, and fine glass crystals settled at the bottom of the bottle. "After all, part of my body is still dormant."
"Your memory is still so good. I remember that I accepted a monster hunting commission. I thought it was just an ordinary monster, but I didn't expect that the mastermind behind it was a magician.
If it weren't for your help, I would have died long ago.
Since then, I have often thought of you..."
Geralt suddenly opened the left arm armor, revealing the blackened contract brand, "Do you still remember this?"
When your last spell recoiled, the miscellaneous fireball burned you into human-shaped glass, and the fragments were even embedded in my bones!"
"Geralt, as high-level Bloodsuckers, we are difficult to kill.
This is also my fault. We had only known each other for three days at that time, and I didn't have time to explain many of Bloodsuckers's characteristics to you.
I was burned like that by the evil sorcerer, and it was really difficult for me to be resurrected."
Jesse glanced at Ralf, who shrugged indifferently.
"Thanks to my best friend, after he found my fragments, he used his own blood to spend a full 10 years by my side, helping me reshape my body, and then he saved me."
After listening to Dick, I felt a little emotional. I didn't expect that there was such a loyal person among Higher Vampire.
He smiled and said to Ralf, "We have only been apart for three days, and we meet again."
Ralf looked serious. "Dick, you are very strong. I can't compare to you. I admire you."
"You are willing to make sacrifices for your friends, which shows that you are not bad at heart."
Jesse interjected. "Ralf just has a simple personality. He is over two thousand years old, older than me, but alas, in short, he was deceived by that woman.
He experienced love for the first time, but unexpectedly he fell into a trap of illusion. Fortunately, he didn't fall deeply into it, and the matter was settled peacefully."
Dick nodded with a smile and looked at the high-level female vampire next to him, "Who is this?"
The woman smiled and said:
"Orianna, I am the director of a nearby orphanage, and I just came to visit with my companions.
I saw your strength at the banquet, and the rich smell of blood on your body exuded the smell of a strong person, which made me very interested."
At the end of the sentence, she stretched out her red tongue and gently licked the corners of her mouth.
"Huh." Dick said in a deep voice, "The director of the orphanage?
Is it possible that you treat those children as blood bags and suck their blood at will?
Maybe one day the matter will be revealed, the countess will appoint me to deal with you."
When Dick stared at Orianna with her tightly erect cat eyes, Higher Vampire put away the frivolous expression on her face, unconsciously opened the corners of her mouth slightly, and slowly extended her two fangs.
This is Higher Vampire's instinctive stress reaction when facing a top powerhouse.
Jesse quickly intervened between the two of them:
"We were just chatting casually. Although Orianna had sucked the blood of children, she had never harmed the lives of those orphans and ensured that they had enough food and clothing.
Dick, don't be angry. I know what my companion did was inappropriate,"
He lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Don't worry, Ralf and I will restrain him even more in the future, and I will also teach her some ways to suppress her bloodthirsty impulses."
"Yes, bloodthirsty impulse is Higher Vampire's instinct, and he desires to drink blood every once in a while." Ralf on the side explained,
"But under the guidance of Jesse, I have already overcome this instinct and advanced to a higher level sequence.
After overcoming this instinct, I also opened up a realm unique to vampires. Therefore, we believe that Orianna can also overcome this instinct."
Orianna nodded obediently, and she pulled open her high collar, revealing the silver collar with tooth marks around her neck.
"The restraining ring that Master Jesse put on me ten years ago is much more effective than the fence in the orphanage."
She sensed from the strong murderous intent in Dick that the demon hunter in front of her was not just speaking harsh words.
Moreover, she felt that Dick seemed to be very interested in her provocative behavior and expected her to behave rudely again.
This is just Higher Vampire's sixth sense.
"Well, I'm very interested in the field you're talking about. Can you explain it?"
"Sorry, Dick, this is a breakthrough in power.
Moreover, you are a human being, different from us Bloodsuckers, but I feel that when you break through to the next stage, or even a higher stage..."
Ralf suddenly opened his palm, Moonlight condensed into a scarlet vortex in his palm, and the surrounding fallen leaves hovered strangely in the air, "Just like this, when the blood control breaks through the critical point, time and space will surrender!"
"Thank you."
Afterwards, Geralt and Jesse chatted for a while and left each other's contact information.
After all, there is no WeChat in this era. They just agreed to get together at White Orchard every once in a while, have a chat, and then prepare to leave.
"Dick, respected strong man, please stay." Ralf said again.
"What else do you want?"
Ralf said nothing, and moved to the woods behind him like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he walked out with a large package in his hand.
The linen wrappings peeled off layer by layer, and the dark red armor undulated like a living thing, with twisted incantations engraved on each scale.
When the night wind passed by, the armor actually let out a whine like a flock of bats flapping their wings.
"This is a complete set of Bloodsuckers armor from our clan. It originally belonged to a crazy companion.
Of course, this companion has been sanctioned internally by us and he has no use for it, so I will give it to you."
Dick flicked his finger gently, and the armor made a crisp and bright echo, "Well, this is a treasure armor, so I'm not welcome."
"Of course, this is what I give to you." Ralf said with a smile, "Dick, I hope we can become good friends in the future."
After saying these words, the three vampires turned into ghosts and disappeared with a strong wind.
Dick turned around and handed the armor to Geralt, "I have the armor given by Noldor Goddess. This armor looks like it matches your figure, and it's a little too big for me."
And for me, the weight doesn't matter to me, but I'm not used to it."
After a moment of silence, Geralt said:
"Dick, thank you very much. But I'll leave this armor with you first. I don't have a space bag."
Dick casually threw the armor into the space badge, and the two of them continued on their way.